198 A three-way battle Ares, the God of War, goes berserk.
"Hmph, I don't believe my sister could ever be that lucky."
Zhu Zhuqing was rather disdainful, yet her eyes stayed glued to the wheel.
The only reason she could keep acting so proud was that she'd already survived Chu Feng's blood-and-guts boot camp.
Indeed, during the seven-day special training she'd performed flawlessly, giving him no excuse to punish her.
Besides, ever the gentleman, Chu Feng never forced anyone, so he decided to crack a joke at this moment.
"Who knows—maybe Zhuyun's luck really is better than yours. If she turns the tables, you'll never catch up."
Zhu Zhuqing flushed. "Tch, I wouldn't care even if she got some amazing prize."
With that, Zhu Zhuyun gave the wheel a fierce spin that nearly sent it flying; under the rapid rotation it blazed with brilliant golden light again.
No one needed telling—this was the unmistakable harbinger of a jackpot.
In an instant Qian Renxue's mouth almost watered with envy; she regretted everything, having missed the grand prize by a hair.
Her eyes showed pure regret—fortunately Ah Yin was considerate and stayed close beside her.
Bibi Dong cared far less; right now she only hoped Zhuyun would win something valuable so she could cozy up to her later.
As for Xiao Wu, she scratched her head, guessing that her advantage of youth and tender looks was probably about to vanish.
Naturally only Chu Feng remained unruffled; he smiled with satisfaction, knowing this reward would save him plenty of trouble.
Ding~
The wheel stopped; the words on it seemed to float and flicker, while Zhu Zhuyun herself was still stunned.
Then Zhu Zhuqing cried, "It's a God Position!"
"Huh? What thing?"
Zhu Zhuyun tilted her head for a closer look when a golden light shot straight into her chest.
Moments later a perfectly square God Position appeared in her sea of consciousness, constantly radiating divine force.
"Damn—straight-up rewarded a whole God Position?"
Qian Renxue swore like that, her image nearly collapsing, which only proved how wildly excited she was.
The five of them had won their God Positions only through bitter toil—true blades and real guns against enemies, growing stronger fight after fight with Chu Feng.
On some night, through some chance, they had offered themselves; it had been anything but easy.
There had even been risks of pregnancy, mind-control, blackmail—yet Zhu Zhuyun had just picked up a God Position so effortlessly.
Everyone was genuinely jealous, genuinely unwilling; this had to be the ultimate prize.
But Zhu Zhuqing would never follow the crowd; celebrating for her sister was impossible, so she kept her attitude tough.
"Even if it's a God Position, it's probably only a common god."
Thereupon Chu Feng blurted, "God of the Southern Extreme River."
Hearing the title, Chu Feng thought of the Southern Extreme Emperor, yet clearly Zhu Zhuyun's qualifications were far from that level.
Besides, Chu Feng had long since separated his own path from the traditional ones; true gods of that sort wouldn't appear for now.
Therefore this God Position must have self-condensed from Douluo's abundant spiritual energy, its strength fully comparable to the original First-rank Deities.
Judging by its duties, it would oversee most of Douluo's natural mountains and rivers in the broad sense; as for the exact "south-pole" direction, it remained unclear—after all, Douluo Continent was still in the fission era following its spiritual awakening, and complete order would take time to establish.
Thus everyone's God Position was only an empty title without substance—of course, that was precisely why Chu Feng wanted to create a minor World.
Through that minor World he would assign real duties to each conferred god, then use the faith-generated power of devotion to amplify divine force.
All right, he'd wandered a bit off topic; still, having thought of these points, Chu Feng picked the key parts and explained them aloud.
Naturally the six goddesses understood only half; compared with digesting new knowledge, they cared far more about the spinning wheel.
Zhu Zhuyun gazed excitedly at her God Position; the little depression she'd felt lately could finally be released.
After all, without a God Position she'd been awkward in everything she did, but now she had backing.
"I won't accept this—I want a spin too!"
Zhu Zhuqing was ready to jump in; she couldn't stay calm any longer, or the chance would slip away.
Yet Qian Renxue also wanted to spin; the two rivals clashed again, so they had to let Chu Feng decide.
Qian Renxue said confidently, "Just see who Feng lets spin; everyone only gets one chance anyway, so what's there to fight over?"
"Don't care—I'm first." Zhu Zhuqing turned unreasonable.
Chu Feng said nothing; he simply walked straight up to the wheel and waved the others back.
Ah Yin frowned. "What now?"
Next Chu Feng gave the wheel a quick spin—helping neither side, he wanted to try his own luck.
Instantly Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuyun fretted; damn it, they'd never trust Chu Feng again.
Only Bibi Dong stayed reserved. "I don't believe you can spin a jackpot…"
Before she could finish, the wheel had already stopped; Chu Feng had spun it casually from the start.
Everyone crowded around, eager to see what reward he'd landed.
Chu Feng simply laughed; he never imagined a prize could be like this.
"Divine-Force Conduction Card?"
Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded—she couldn't figure out what on earth Chu Feng had gotten.
Taking advantage of the lull, Qian Renxue stepped up and spun the wheel again.
Before the others could react, her reward popped out immediately.
"Ten high-level retreat tokens? One day of retreat equals one month of Loose-Immortal-level cultivation."
Qian Renxue rubbed her temples, clearly very dissatisfied.
Only Zhu Zhuqing hadn't spun yet, but she felt it pointless—surely there'd be nothing good left.
Then came the familiar crisp ding; once her spin finished, the wheel vanished.
Zhu Zhuqing's reward: "One Divine-Force Reception Card."
Instantly everyone exploded—this was blatantly matchmaking her with Chu Feng.
Because the Conduction Card let Chu Feng transmit thirty percent of his divine force to someone else at only a one-percent loss.
While the Reception Card allowed the received divine force to boost oneself at two-hundred-percent efficiency.
Most crucially, a line on the card specifically reminded: efficiency is highest when transmitting yang-energy at its peak.
For the moment no one read that closely; right now they only cared whether the wheel had some hidden mechanism.
Zhu Zhuqing was instantly lost; she seemed to realize this was telling her and Chu Feng to finish what they'd left undone.
The others were gleefully amused, while she was speechless.
Qian Renxue grew even angrier—so she was the extra one? The retreat tokens basically meant "don't disturb Zhu Zhuqing and Chu Feng."
So Bibi Dong seized the chance to mock: "Interesting, my dear daughter—seems even you don't always have smooth sailing."
Zhu Zhuyun joined the teasing: "Congratulations, little sister."
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